Nicole Hintz's guest appearances

Nicole Hintz

In The Game Podcast 

Build Your Best Life

John Solomon

Jeff Spencer

Steve Anderson

Lynn Johnson

Preston Smiles

Alexi Panos

Megan Gilmore

Kerwin Rae

Kerri Walsh Jennings

Chris Saad

Jeff Horn

Juvan Langford

David TS Wood

Vanessa Lapointe

Ben Kelly

OwlTail

Nicole is the director and lead agent of LJ Hooker Ormeau QLD and its surrounding suburbs. Having sold over 486 transactions in real estate, including multiple record-priced sales, Nicole continually achieves outstanding results, underpinned by her expertise and highly effective marketing strategies.  Six years ago, Nicole was diagnosed with triple-negative breast cancer, which crashed her world. While battling the illness, she overcame her lows and pushed through the hard times to become one of the region’s best and most awarded agents. In this episode, we discuss...   The importance of creating a solid team.   How to overcome self-doubt.   The impact of critical illnesses and   Creating a secure market to sustain you through difficult times.   Nicole is an agent who is on that journey of healing through changing her mindset, having self-belief and much-needed support; she is surpassing her goals and rebuilding her life to achieve her well-deserved success.

Nicole is the director and lead agent of LJ Hooker Ormeau QLD and its surrounding suburbs. Having sold over 486 transactions in real estate, including multiple record-priced sales, Nicole continually achieves outstanding results, underpinned by her expertise and highly effective marketing strategies. Six years ago, Nicole was diagnosed with triple-negative breast cancer, which crashed her world. While battling the illness, she overcame her lows and pushed through the hard times to become one of the region’s best and most awarded agents. In this episode, we discuss... <ul> <li> The importance of creating a solid team. </li> <li> How to overcome self-doubt. </li> <li> The impact of critical illnesses and </li> <li> Creating a secure market to sustain you through difficult times. </li> </ul> Nicole is an agent who is on that journey of healing through changing her mindset, having self-belief and much-needed support; she is surpassing her goals and rebuilding her life to achieve her well-deserved success.

S2 EP. 22 | Facing Rock Bottom to Achieving Great Success with Nicole Hintz

Today, we continue the conversation with a women who experienced something so intense yet turned it into the fabric of her gratitudes for life.  Allow me to begin with Nicole Hintz’ written words of the chilling day that shaped the rest of her life…“Early one Saturday morning, as a 16-year-old, I rode my bike up to the steepest hill to Lyn and Charlie’s house, which I did every second Saturday to clean their house. Lyn and Charlie were a hardworking couple who lived on a farm, so they were very early risers. Lyn gave me a job cleaning her house and wasteaching me how to save. I would clean the house for two-and-a-half hours, completing all items on a list, and at the end she would deposit money into a bank account she opened for me. Together we would then add up how much I had saved. We would also do craft together and sell what we made at the markets on a Sunday.This particular Saturday morning I arrived at their home, knocked on the door, called out and went inside. There was no reply so I went down to the shed but again couldn’t find them. I returned to the house and called my Dad, who I woke up, and said: “Dad, I can’t find Lyn and Charlie”. We both thought it was strange, but didn’t think much of it. I began cleaning the house; wiping down all the services. I noticed empty bullet shells down the hallway so I picked them all up not really thinking much of it. They were country people, who had parsley crops, and I knew they’d had problems with hares recently, so I just assumed Charlie had gone out hunting during the night and dropped the shells. While I was in the hallway, I noticed their bedroom door half open so I called out again but still there was no response. I peeked around the door and could see they were still in bed. I didn’t think it was normal, but I continued cleaning anyway and I would check on Lyn and Charlie from time to time. I even looked to see if there was movement, which I thought I’d seen at one point.A little while later, Gavin, Lyn and Charlie’s second son, had come home and asked me where his mum and dad were. I said they were still in bed asleep. He looked at me with a puzzled look and went down to the shed and caravan where he lived. More time passed. Gavin came back to the house and asked me if they had woken up. By this time I was a little worried and Gavin appeared to be worried too, so we both went down to their bedroom and opened the door. What I saw that day will remain with me for the rest of my life. I ran to the phone and called my Dad and said: “Dad someone has shot Lyn and Charlie”. Dad told me he’d be there soon - and he was. I don’t think he even got dressed. He was there within what seemed like seconds. He came inside and went to the bedroom, even though I told him not to, and then I remember seeing my strong father buckle at the knees using the walls to hold himself up.By this stage, Gavin was nowhere to be seen and Dad told me to wait outside for my mother. “I’m finding Gavin,” he said. Mum arrived and she called Triple Zero, but under the stress she couldn’t remember where she was so I took over the call and gave them details. I remember at this stage feeling no emotions. I was in shock and said to Mum, “why am I not crying?”. I told Mum I was worried because I had cleaned up all the evidence and what if the police thought it was me who had done it. I wanted to know why Lyn and Charlie and who would do this to them? They were the nicest and kindest people I’d ever met. The ambulance was first to arrive and I remember the officers coming up to me and saying. “I’m sorry, there was nothing we could do”. I didn’t say it to them, but thought, “no shit, tell me something I don’t know”. I don’t remember too much else of what was going on around me, only that my Dad had taken control and told the police quite firmly that I wouldn’t be going to the police station in the police car with Gavin. “I will take her myself,” he said, which he did.I had t

Today, we continue the conversation with a women who experienced something so intense yet turned it into the fabric of her gratitudes for life.  Allow me to begin with Nicole Hintz’ written words of the chilling day that shaped the rest of her life…“Early one Saturday morning, as a 16-year-old, I rode my bike up to the steepest hill to Lyn and Charlie’s house, which I did every second Saturday to clean their house. Lyn and Charlie were a hardworking couple who lived on a farm, so they were very early risers. Lyn gave me a job cleaning her house and wasteaching me how to save. I would clean the house for two-and-a-half hours, completing all items on a list, and at the end she would deposit money into a bank account she opened for me. Together we would then add up how much I had saved. We would also do craft together and sell what we made at the markets on a Sunday.This particular Saturday morning I arrived at their home, knocked on the door, called out and went inside. There was no reply so I went down to the shed but again couldn’t find them. I returned to the house and called my Dad, who I woke up, and said: “Dad, I can’t find Lyn and Charlie”. We both thought it was strange, but didn’t think much of it. I began cleaning the house; wiping down all the services. I noticed empty bullet shells down the hallway so I picked them all up not really thinking much of it. They were country people, who had parsley crops, and I knew they’d had problems with hares recently, so I just assumed Charlie had gone out hunting during the night and dropped the shells. While I was in the hallway, I noticed their bedroom door half open so I called out again but still there was no response. I peeked around the door and could see they were still in bed. I didn’t think it was normal, but I continued cleaning anyway and I would check on Lyn and Charlie from time to time. I even looked to see if there was movement, which I thought I’d seen at one point.A little while later, Gavin, Lyn and Charlie’s second son, had come home and asked me where his mum and dad were. I said they were still in bed asleep. He looked at me with a puzzled look and went down to the shed and caravan where he lived. More time passed. Gavin came back to the house and asked me if they had woken up. By this time I was a little worried and Gavin appeared to be worried too, so we both went down to their bedroom and opened the door. What I saw that day will remain with me for the rest of my life. I ran to the phone and called my Dad and said: “Dad someone has shot Lyn and Charlie”. Dad told me he’d be there soon - and he was. I don’t think he even got dressed. He was there within what seemed like seconds. He came inside and went to the bedroom, even though I told him not to, and then I remember seeing my strong father buckle at the knees using the walls to hold himself up.By this stage, Gavin was nowhere to be seen and Dad told me to wait outside for my mother. “I’m finding Gavin,” he said. Mum arrived and she called Triple Zero, but under the stress she couldn’t remember where she was so I took over the call and gave them details. I remember at this stage feeling no emotions. I was in shock and said to Mum, “why am I not crying?”. I told Mum I was worried because I had cleaned up all the evidence and what if the police thought it was me who had done it. I wanted to know why Lyn and Charlie and who would do this to them? They were the nicest and kindest people I’d ever met. The ambulance was first to arrive and I remember the officers coming up to me and saying. “I’m sorry, there was nothing we could do”. I didn’t say it to them, but thought, “no shit, tell me something I don’t know”. I don’t remember too much else of what was going on around me, only that my Dad had taken control and told the police quite firmly that I wouldn’t be going to the police station in the police car with Gavin. “I will take her myself,” he said, which he did.I had t

56: Vulnerability, Courage, and Cancer by Nicole Hintz